[ Steve lets Bucky's shirt fall to the side, not too worried with where it lands, because Bucky's pulling him into another kiss and he's not sure how anything else could matter in this moment, save for a truly catastrophic emergency.
His hands go back to exploring Bucky skin and while he fines rough and jagged scars, they're as much a part of Bucky now as his arm is. Steve wants to know all of him, not just the parts that Bucky thinks he wants to see. Everything is important.
When he stops to take a break, he turns his head to kiss Bucky's palm. It's the metal one, but Steve doesn't notice. He just looks down at Bucky and lets their noses touch. ]
I think I might.
[ He can't think of a better sight he's seen than Bucky under him like this, inviting and beautiful as they both fight to catch their breaths.
Steve's never been great at defining what sexy is, but he's sure that whatever it is, he's looking at it. Bucky looks half-defiled already or like he really wants to be and Steve can't remember ever wanting another person this much. Sex has never been a particularly huge drive for him, but now? Oh, he wants. ]
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His hands go back to exploring Bucky skin and while he fines rough and jagged scars, they're as much a part of Bucky now as his arm is. Steve wants to know all of him, not just the parts that Bucky thinks he wants to see. Everything is important.
When he stops to take a break, he turns his head to kiss Bucky's palm. It's the metal one, but Steve doesn't notice. He just looks down at Bucky and lets their noses touch. ]
I think I might.
[ He can't think of a better sight he's seen than Bucky under him like this, inviting and beautiful as they both fight to catch their breaths.
Steve's never been great at defining what sexy is, but he's sure that whatever it is, he's looking at it. Bucky looks half-defiled already or like he really wants to be and Steve can't remember ever wanting another person this much. Sex has never been a particularly huge drive for him, but now? Oh, he wants. ]